"Ahem. Uncle, I don't have kidney deficiency."
Alexander Kingsley shot a cold glance over: "You sure about that?"
"I haven't been with a woman... even if I had, that doesn't mean I have kidney deficiency. Our Kingsley Family has such strong genes, right? Of course, I'm physically well."
The housekeeper suddenly chimed in: "Young master, didn't you say you had a backache this morning?"
Albert Kingsley: "..." Damn it, would it kill you to stay quiet!
He wasn't suffering from kidney deficiency; it was just... well... his stamina wasn't that great...
Regardless, he would never admit it.
Soon, Mrs. Zhang walked into the dining room, handing a bottle of medicine to Albert Kingsley: "Young master, this is the best kidney tonic."
"..." Albert Kingsley had never been this embarrassed, even when he once got his hair dyed green. This time, he felt it was the most mortifying moment of his life, wishing he could find a hole and crawl in, never to come out again.
